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To my nieces who I found after 12 years and who will not aknowledge me... |
| To Amanda and Kayla. I know you know me... For all the A's on your report cards here is a star. I hope your wear it in those eyes that your father gave you and your mother colored. For all the boo-boo's on your elbows and knees here is a kiss. I hope it lights on your heart to heal the holes that your father drew and your mother cut out. For all the marathons and ball fields under your feet here is a "sis boom bah!" I hope it raises that inner spirit that your father never knew and your mother misread. For all the blank canvas waiting for your brush here is an easel. I hope your use it to hold up your future that your father sketched and your mother white washed. For all the musical notes still left in your horn here is a coda. I hope it carries your rhythm into a timely encore that your father will miss and your mother can only imagine. For you, my nieces grown and beautiful here is my love. Do with it what you will but it remains, unconditional burning forever in this heart that recognizes the blood we share. Love, Your Aunt |